Groggy

Early morning knock on the door.
Groggy,  a night of restless sleep,

After two days of sickness induced sleep.
Hair, two days unwashed.
Body, two days without a shower,
Oil, grim, and stench all over.
Morning breath upon my mouth.
Knock, knock on the door.
Unfocused eyes open to my lovers smile,
After over a month apart.
He pulls me in, ignoring the stench, oiled hair, and morning breath, and gives me a much longed for New Year’s kiss.
Continues to ignore this unsightly side of me, and holds me, as if he never wants to let go.

~Jodie Nicole~

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